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In the mix but still feel lonely
Like I'm dolly
Don't tell me that you love you me
Don't say it to me just to show me
And it's always yes to favors won't hear me say that you owe me
Tried to blame myself for out growing all my old homies
And I felt that shit foreal
Heart cold I get chills
Stand firm on your toes or you get knocked up off your heels
I started chasing mills so much
Ain't have no time to eat a meal
Got so fucking skinny
Aunty thought I'm popping pills
And I feel back but I ain't back foreal
World is on my back foreal
The trap ain't been the trap foreal
I'm slacking on these traps and deals
My competition say they all got plat'
But it ain't plate foreal
Honestly been hard to save up racks and stack these stacks foreal
And lately it's been hard to shake this feeling in my soul
Feet lowkey got cold can't climb that arch to chase my goals
And now my main bitch fucking up so now it's back to chasing hoes
Bitches all the same they origami they gone fold
And I got scars that just ain't never heal
Feelings I'll forever feel
Go head to head with opps like Oklahoma's when we in them fields
If I see em' sooner then I'm shooting just like Buddy Hield
If I give my word just know it's solid and it's locked and sealed
Can't forget the news when Rhonnie died
I thought this can't be real
Drove my mother crazy she fell back and let god take the wheel
She said I won't let you do me like Rhonnie
Cuz I know you will, heart problems
Stressing bout your father that's what got her killed
Everybody in life man is a mimic example of their past experiences man
Na mean?
Even if you take it from the hustling realm and you look at meech
Meech became meech because of what took place in his past
And the shit put him in jail na sayin?
I'm in jail doing a life sentence for first degree murder
Tried to keep it g but they kept pushing on my limits
Niggas done burned bridges then blamed me cuz I ain't visit
All my brothers grinding like me so we all look like the ticket
I know they gone score it for me
If I get knocked off my pivot
I'm just striving for that one day
Going hard for one k
Can't turn around now
Gotta make it one way
Cuz honestly that bagging baggies shit is getting played out
Twelve hundred flipped to thirty-two is how I made out
And bitch I need a hunnid' mill niggas telling me to chill
Cuz I been thinking fuck rap
Losing patience and the will
Niggas like we need you
You got pain and speak for how we feel
They all love my shit
They hear the hurt and know my shit is real
Deep inside got so much pain
Couple times left in rain
Fucked over once and honestly I just ain't been the same
I've been paper chasing don't got time to play they fucking games
Long as all fans feel what I'm saying
I'ma chase the fame
Na mean?
You like the motherfucking golden child man
And we rooting on you, na mean?
So every decision that you make gotta be calculated
Every mother fucking move that you make gotta be calculated
You gotta move strategic out there man
Because, out in this society its all kinds of shit and all kinds of lures set up
To pull black men down and pull us in prisons
For us to die in these cells man
And the fact that you still living
And still breathing
And you still aint in no mother fucking cage
Nobody telling you what to do
Trynna get your ass
Or stripping you and treating you bad or you going to war with chumps
And you free man so you already winning
Now you gotta just cross the finish line
And just become successful in whatever endeavor you pursue